Wolf you Up!

In the bleachers, one werewolf, in particular, was ranting. Basile Stones didn't miss a second of the fight unfolding before his eyes and he didn't like what he saw at all. His eyes narrowed as he surveyed Glen's movements.

Contrary to what Carter Red Creek had told him, his son wasn't defenseless. It was quite the opposite, even though he didn't fight like a werewolf. Why was his champion losing? Didn't Alpha Carter say this was a settled case? This confrontation was supposed to be a mere formality allowing him to bring more power to his pack. How come the alpha he chose to teach Bloodhood a lesson is being humiliated by this fake werewolf? Why was nothing going as he planned?

He turned to his ally who was in a stand at a good distance surrounded by several members of his pack. The man looked like he was surprised. If the fact that his eyes exuded intense anger could be described as a surprise. Carter Red Creek was also unaware of his son's abilities. Basile was racking his brain. If the scenario of this alpha's victory came true, it was Red Creek who would end up with the biggest chunk of the deal and Basil couldn't stand it. He wanted to be the one to take hold of Bloodhood. He wanted to be the one to bend Alpha Silver's ego.

The Grey Wolf leader focused on the fight, vowing that whatever happened he would get his hands on the omega of the traditional pack and the pack itself. The werewolf contacted by link the asset he had hidden until then. An asset that would allow him to take over Bloodhood pack without Alpha Carter. He, Basile Stones, would take power on his own and everyone would remember his name.

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In the dark room, Eden sat cross-legged on the floor in his werewolf form. The male omega was scrolling through his dashboard menu to look at his stats. Several hours ago, he had reached the level 100 required to access the quest offered by the system. Except for the ringtone that he had quickly cut because it annoyed him and the message that had been displayed, there had been no change. Eden was still stuck in this out of all place ruled by strange magic. With a sigh, he selected an entry and began to read the details in his head.

[Eden Bloodhood Level: 100

Race: Werewolf

Blood rank: Omega

Type: ???

Class: Legendary

Name: The Chosen One

Stats: Strength: 4722/10000

Speed: 8462/10000

Agility: 6891/10000

Intelligence: 9617/10000

HP: 705

Skills: Perception (Active)

Strength of the Ancients (Active)

Blessing of the Goddess (Active)

??? (???)]

The screen changed as he focused on his skills and displayed the details one by one.

[Perception: 5/5

Condition: Allows you to increase the analysis capacity. Used in combat, predict the opponent's next move. Used in strategy, it analyzes the enemy and devises the best plan to counter them. Recharging time after 5 uses: 24 hours. The cooldown decreases as the level increases.

Blessing of the Goddess: ??? (Prerequisite is not met to access information)

Strength of the Ancients: Allows stats to increase regardless of blood rank.

???: ??? (Prerequisite is not met to access information)]

Eden heaved another sigh and made the screen disappear before falling back onto the ground. According to the countdown, he had been stuck in this magical dimension for ten days. At first, the omega believed that by listening to what the system was telling him, it would quickly hit the required level and come out of there as soon as it was done. After finally reaching level 100, he hoped to get out, but there was no change. The screen had stopped appearing on its own because he no longer had to practice. However, the omega male continued to visit the training ground with the same rigor. And for good reason.

In this place, the rules of the outside world did not apply. He felt neither tired nor hungry, and off-screen when he brought it up he was surrounded by absolute emptiness. Training helped him maintain his sanity. To be completely fair, there is one major change that should be noted. The room, which was an airtight black, was now pure white. And ever since the change Eden had been confrontational, wondering if he would have preferred to stay in the dark as the intensity of that pristine whiteness was getting on his nerves.

The werewolf turned on his stomach and growled. His mood was indescribable. He was anxious to get stuck in this room. If he could trust what the clock was showing, he had been there ten days already. Several questions jostled in his head. Had he disappeared from the real world? If so, were his family looking for him? Did they have any clues? What if he stayed here forever? What would happen to his pack? Once again the omega male thought back to the green eyes that had looked at him adoringly just before rejecting him. Is he…? He shook his head, forbidding himself to finish the sentence when a ringing caught his attention. He immediately flipped up the screen and his eyes widened.

[Do you want to join the 'Bonded by Fate' Quest? YES / NO]

His heart pounded as he stared at the phrase written in white letters on the holographic screen. He swallowed and spoke impatiently.

"Yes!"

In the room where Eden opened his eyes, a cacophony reached his ears. His eyelids fluttered. The place was unlike anything he had seen before and he frowned, puzzled. Where was he? Another place run by magic? He straightened up to look around and saw his mother, Cherry, and Trinity Rivers standing behind a door, fear on their faces. The healer was talking to his mother and a din could be heard across the room he was in. Trinity, who had picked up the faint sound of movement, turned her head towards the bed where the male omega was lying.

"Eden! Oh damn, you're finally awake! "

The two female omegas quickly turned their heads too and rushed to his bedside.

"What exactly is going on? Where am I ?"

Another crash was heard from the other side of the door. It didn't take a second for Eden to realize that these were the sounds of a fight. Trinity took the reins and took it upon herself to briefly explain the situation.

"You stayed asleep for days. No one could wake you up. While you were away, your mate agreed to a Dead-end to calm, once and for all, the packs that were furious after being dismissed during the banquet. "

A heavy impact resounded against the wall opposite the bed where Eden was sitting. The dominant looked worriedly at the door and suddenly pulled back the sheet covering Eden, before helping him get ready.

"We have to hurry and find a way out of here. Your mate was winning, but Grey Wolf pack didn't like it. There are several fighters outside and an alpha trying to get in here to claim you, Eden. We must…"The young man smiled and the healer stopped. She had never seen such an expression on Omega's face. At the same time, the aura of the golden werewolf changed and she felt the same pressure that surrounds the most talented fighters in their pack. He stood up and walked towards the door when his mother and Cherry stopped him.

"Eden, what are you doing, we have to flee!" Snow yelled out at him.

The young man rested a warm, reassuring palm on the hand that had caught his wrist and squeezed it gently. His gaze grew soft.

"I won't run away, Mom." He turned his head towards the door and his expression hardened. "There's no way I'm running away when someone tries to threaten me and my pack."

"This is not a battle where you've got backup, Eden. We sent a link to your father, Acher and Dante, but there are many Grey Wolf traitors, many more than we are. "

Cherry's voice was shaking. She was on the verge of tears. The young man put a protective hand on his head before stepping forward. He opened the door and saw the Purple Eyes fighters outnumbered by werewolves from Grey Wolf pack. The men who hadn't believed for a second that a pack would try to break into the middle of a dead-end were being eliminated one after the other.

Sol Aurora turned to the young man and a smirk of satisfaction spread on his face.

"Here you are, Omega!" Grey Wolf's young alpha released his pheromones, hoping to see Eden fall to the ground trembling, but the teenager remained unmoved.

The omega looked up and down the dominant in front of him. A slight scoff escaped his lips and an evil smile transformed his features.

"I heard you came all the way here to claim me. I'm sorry to tell you, but I already have a mate. "

"Shut up, you useless Sub! You should know your place. Your pack is way too complacent with omegas. I'm going to teach you how low ranks like you should act."

Eden sighed and shook his head in exasperation. He looked at the dominant who was puzzled at his lack of reaction to his pheromones and remarks then he grinned.

"You said you want to claim me? Well, let's see how you can handle a 'Sub ' like me."

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On the pitch, Glen could see that his opponent's movements were less precise. His breathing was heavy and the pallor of his skin was proof that the toxin continued to infect his nervous system. He had hit him less than a minute ago, but it was more than enough. It had been a long time since he fought someone. The feeling of his body tearing apart and pulling together every time his opponent hurt him was torture. Conversely, the ecstasy that ran through his body whenever he felt his enemy's bones break and pierce under his blows was incomparable.

Donovan Haze fell to his knees. His chest rose painfully as his breath came out like a painful groan. The man was going through his last moments. His eyes couldn't even focus anymore. He guessed more than saw Glen approaching him. A numb feeling had seized Glen's mind and he heard a ringing sound. The alpha saw a pale blue holographic screen appear in front of him. Written in white letters a message flashed.

[Bloodlust has been activated]

Glen felt his mind cloud with a thirst for blood. He watched the werewolf in pain kneeling before him then stepped forward. His face expressed pure sadism. In the bleachers, Connor frowned at the face of his childhood friend. He had an expression he had never seen before. Something was wrong.

"I have to get down." The agent mumbled and at the same time stood up. He had barely taken two steps when he heard Dante's voice screaming.

"Grey Wolf is launching an attack!"

Connor turned his head to the lawn that was empty a moment ago and saw a chaotic scene. Several werewolves from Grey Wolf had descended at the same time. As he saw the Purples Eyes fighters and other packs enter the field to dive into the fight a howl echoed throughout the stadium. A shudder ran through everyone's spine. Alpha pheromones had just been released and all of the werewolves near Glen, without exception, collapsed.

As if he had heard something, Glen abruptly turned his head towards the exit of the field. His attackers were still crawling on the ground when he suddenly shifted. A huge black and white wolf with golden highlights appeared. The entire stadium held its breath when they saw the wolf's impressive stature but above all, they were gazing at his fur. A deep black and a white with golden reflections fur. The two colors were in perfect balance.. Before everyone's eyes, Glen sniffed the air and ran outside.